Chapter 301: The big wedding is not married to him sixteen
The atmosphere was very depressing and gloomy.
Some even clamor loudly to resign and go home to retire.
All in all, all the voices seemed to exude a deep sense of despair.
They no longer regard Feng Yao as the emperor of Feng Kingdom. In their minds...
The second prince of the Feng Kingdom who once had an unjust reputation and the regent who seized power and established himself as the regent is the monarch worthy of their submission.
Feng Ruohen stood by the white jade railing in the distance, watching the ministers walking towards the main palace gate, silently.
Just like Qin'er said.
During the day, he always wears dark clothes, as if he wants to use such darkness to hide everything in his heart.
Only when he stands majestic in the world and stands there calmly, and all ministers feel at ease, will the world be at peace...
"Your Majesty!"
The prime minister was the first to see the silent Feng Ruohen in the distance.
Regardless of the official power of being the head of hundreds of officials, he held up the tail of his heavy official uniform and trotted all the way to the foot of the stone steps.
But because of the man's indifferent expression, he was unable to take any further steps forward.
The prime minister rushed over in a hurry. The other ministers saw him and followed him.
Suddenly, a group of courtiers stood in front of the hundred stone steps outside the side hall.
And on the stone steps, stood a man of outstanding elegance.
That's their belief.
"Your Majesty! Why..."
The prime minister who used to be the most disdainful of Feng Ruohen in his heart, now looked a little sad.
He has always talked about the family law of his ancestors, and even criticized the regent's wedding as a sign of moral ethics, but now...
The man in black robe faced the breeze, his handsome face as calm as still water.
There are sporadic gleams in the dark and deep eyes.
It's light, but it embodies some kind of tenacity.
After quietly looking at those eager faces for a while, the corners of his lips slightly curved in an indifferent arc, and he said to the prime minister, "Don't you always expect me to do this?"
The prime minister was speechless, and several ministers behind him were speechless.
Feng Ruohen said again, "Now, what else are you dissatisfied with?"
His voice was as ethereal as smoke, without any hint of resentment or blame, as if to indicate his current attitude...